I got off work an hour ago and we got beat up again. They were trying new processes and new products and of course without training for the operators so once again maintenance is putting out one fire after another in an effort to keep everything moving.
Anyway after I punch the clock and get in my truck the radio comes on and I hear a tasty old favorite of mine "The Green Manalishi (With the Two Prong Crown) by Judas Priest which brings a smile to my face as I put the truck into drive keeping time on the steering wheel.
The final chords of the song are fading and the next cut on is another tune to get the blood pumping "Easy Living" by Uriah Heep. Bigger smile, start doing a little drum beat on the steering wheel now and my head is bobbing just a bit.
Entering town now with the windows down when the opening chords of "Enter Sandman" by Metallica come out of my speakers which I now turn up to 11 (if you're reading this you have seen "This is Spinal Tap" and know what I mean) and start doing some serious air drumming. At a stop light the driver in the next car wants to know what station I'm listening to, and I let him know it's 97.1 WDRV Chicago, he tunes it in and he had a LOUD setup in his car so it was good!
Got to my turn for the home stretch and just as I'm pulling up to my house the DJ starts playing "Won't Get Fooled Again" by The Who--and I'm in a quandary: go in the house or listen to the greatest head banging, air guitar, air drumming song ever written....so I sit.
Now mind you, I'm 59 years old, I have 3 children in their 30s and here I am listening to this great song as loud as my speakers will handle it, at 1130 at night in a residential area. The song comes to the part where all you hear is the organ playing chords in the middle when the great Keith Moon comes in with his drums and the pace quickens and the maniacal drumming builds until Roger Daltrey lets out the blood curdling scream that all other singers try for and never can equal.
Pete Townsend flies in with his guitar, and all this time I'm drumming like a madman banging my head and playing my air guitar.
Then Roger sings the close, "Meet the new boss, same as the old boss" I do my best Pete Townsend windmills to his final chords and it's done and I realize I was still in the front seat of my truck, in the dark, all alone.
I must never do this again, I must act my age, what would the neighbors think....especially my next door neighbor. The Captain on the city police force neighbor.........ahhh, forget them. It's only rock and roll!
I'm tired, but I pick up my lunchbox smiling, walk in the house and realize the day didn't suck so bad after all. I'm almost retirement age but I'll be a headbanger until the very end.
Good night everyone